The Foreign Softness

##Chapter 46 The Bond Between Mother and Child

When she saw me, Candra was surprised, then her eyes quickly turned to the child in my arms. Perhaps looking at the blood on the child's head, he frowned. When he saw me again, his eyes looked very confused.

I didn't even have time to pay attention to her gaze, I immediately ran past her while carrying my son. When I reached the emergency room, I realized that my face was full of tears.

"Doctor, save my son!"

When I stood in front of the doctor with the bloodied child in my arms, the middle-aged doctor was shocked as well. He did not ask for a registration form, he immediately asked me to sit down with my son who was in my arms. He immediately began to prepare to clean my son's wounds.

"You young people, I really don't know how you guys look after the kids. A child this small can get hurt like this."

The middle-aged doctor was compassionate. He took care of my son's wounds while sighing, while I continued to shed tears.

Denis's foster mother also rushed in. Seeing the doctor clean my son's wounds, he looked relieved. His thin body was like an electric pole leaning against the door and staring at us blankly.

A five-centimeter-long wound opened on my son's forehead. When the doctor stitched the wound up, he gave my son anesthesia. Even so, my son still continued to cry.

She cried while opening her eyes to see the unfamiliar face that was hugging her. Maybe it's a bond between a mother and a child. She looked at me with crystal-like eyes, she slowly stopped crying. He opened his mouth and smiled at me.

This smile makes me melt.

My son, you have suffered.

My tears fell back.

The boy saw me shed tears, he looked terrified and exclaimed, "Mother".

Denis' adoptive mother was waiting for this opportunity to take Denis away, she came immediately, "Hurry back the child, the child is calling me!"

I reluctantly turned and let my son be taken away by his adoptive mother.

By this time, my son's wounds were wrapped in gauze and his adoptive mother held my son and said, "Denis, come home with Mom soon."

The middle-aged doctor looked at me with strange eyes, then looked at Denis' adoptive mother, "Areally who is the mother of this child?"

"Of course I am!" answer the foster mother quickly.

The middle-aged doctor looked at him, but said, "Now go to register and pay."

The adoptive mother looked at me, "You said you'd pay Denis medical expenses. You don't deny."

I never imagined that my son's foster mother was this kind of person. When the prison guards met me with the couple, I saw her husband's face was good and this woman loved my son too. So I just gave my son to them. However, it was unexpected that her husband would die early and this woman was clearly reluctant to spend a dime on my son.

I didn't say anything, I got up and left.

The foster mother chased after me while holding my son, "Hey, you don't try to deny. You said you'd be paying Denis for treatment, you didn't break your promise."

"I knew. I'll pay for it. Besides, I'm gonna give Denis some living expenses later, too." I sped up my steps, not wanting to see that woman's face again. I walked quickly to the administration department, then signed up and paid the hospital bills.

Right now the woman just heaved a sigh of relief and followed me out while carrying my son.

"Are your words serious?"

The woman followed my footsteps while carrying my son.

"really. Later, I'll give Denis a living fee, not every month, but as long as I have the money, I'll give it to you. Just one thing, you can't leave this kid alone at home. You have to send her to kindergarten."

The woman hesitated again, then she lowered her head, "The nursery needs a lot of money and I don't have time to pick her up."

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll be responsible for picking her up" I said firmly.

The adoptive mother raised her head in surprise, her eyes looked disbelief, but her face was again irritated, "Are you planning to take this child? You're thinking of kidnapping this kid someday?"

Facing a woman whose mind had only evil thoughts about this other person, I couldn't even get angry.

I just laughed, a laugh filled with a mocking tone, "Don't worry, I'm Clara who keeps her word. I'll never take this child without your consent."

Her foster mother did not say anything more, but it was clear she was still hesitating.

Then we got into the taxi. My mother sat in the back holding my son. I was sitting in the passenger seat in front, my son's little voice was heard behind me, "Mom, are you going to take Denis to kindergarten? Denis wants to go to kindergarten and play with friends."

My heart suddenly felt bitter, if this child was born while I was still married to Candra, then she would also be loved by Candra and she would not live as she is now.

I thought of Candra's gentle and considerate expression holding Julia in her arms. My heart felt a feeling I could not express.

The taxi took us to the compound where my son's adoptive mother lived. The dope has disappeared and Denis starts crying nonstop, "Mom, sick."

"Good boy, soon it won't hurt, obey."

Her adoptive mother persuaded while walking out of the car. This led me to believe that it was not because he did not love my son, but the difficulties of life made him not care about him.

"Huhu .. hurts."

My son's little hand hugged the woman's neck, her small head leaning against the woman's chest. The pair of crystal-like eyes were covered in tears.

I couldn't bear to look again, I said, "You carried him up. In a few days I'll come see him and give you money."

My nose was sore, my heart was stuffed with cotton, I couldn't express my sadness. I leaned over and got into the taxi, I asked the driver to drive me back to the apartment.

I'll give 4 million to Denis's foster mother and the remaining 2.4 million I'll use for living expenses.

When I got to the apartment, I started going to the job site again. I really want to find a job soon. I need money to support my son and open my bakery.

Luckily, I found two temporary jobs, handing out flyers during the day and at night selling men's underwear in a store.

Two days later, I came to my son's house and his adoptive mother with 4 million dollars. The adoptive mother opened the door and looked at me, her eyes gleaming with doubt as if she was considering whether to let me in.

I asked, "Is Denis still in pain?"

His adoptive mother shook her head, "Tomorrow should go change medicine, have to spend some more money."

I took 4 million out of my bag, "This money's for Denis' alimony and Denis's expenses are all paid from here. Later I will send money from time to time, but you do not rush, because I do not have a steady job, money does not go into my account every month."

The foster mother took the money and glanced at me suspiciously again, "You're not planning a way to take Denis, are you? I'm not gonna let you take Denis."

"How many times do you want me to say it? I Clara did have an unworthy life, but I kept my word. As long as you treat Denis well, it doesn't matter if I don't admit to it my whole life."

I speak hypocritical words. How could I not confess my son? Every time, I always wanted to hug her, but I've given it to someone else. I can't take it as I please. Besides, this woman is also very pitiful, I can't just take the boy away.

"Then go inside."

Finally, I opened the door for me.

After I entered the house, I looked around to find my son, his foster mother said, "He's asleep. Today I asked permission to accompany her all day, all day long she did not sleep. Now he's very sleepy, so I coax him to sleep."

I heaved a sigh of relief, "May I go in and take a look?"

His adoptive mother nodded, perhaps she had relaxed her vigilance.

I stepped slowly and came to her foster mother's bedroom. I thought I shouldn't wake my son up, so my footsteps slowed down a bit, but my heart skipped a beat.

Son, I came to see you.

Slowly I turned my eyes to the bed, my son was sleeping on it with his small body. As the weather grew warmer, he did not use a blanket, wearing only shorts and a vest with two small arms raised upwards. His head was still wrapped in gauze, but his sleep was very good.

I just stared at my son's sleeping face. I dare not approach for fear of waking up the sleeping child.

"After you've finished looking, come out," urged the adoptive mother dissatisfiedly, as if I were looking again then I would take Denis away with my gaze.

I turned around reluctantly and walked out without a sound.

If I stay a little longer, I'm afraid I can't help but hug her and kiss my son.

I just left my son's foster mother's apartment. All the way the night wind blew my tears. The place where I work part-time has arrived and I am entering a new role.

Throughout the night, not many customers bought underwear, which also meant the commission I earned would be very small.

As I was sifting through the messy underwear, someone approached me. The man was standing next to me. I asked her professionally without raising my head, "Sir, what size are you wearing?"

"You think?" said the man.

While I still didn't realize who was standing next to me.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a strong man's waist and legs. Without thinking for long, I said, "XL only. If you wear XXL it will look fat."

"Purp ...."

A man's voice suddenly came from above my head.

I looked up and was surprised to find that the man standing beside me was none other than Fifth Young Master.

"I didn't think you knew me that well."

The beautiful eyes of the Fifth Young Master sparkled with interest.

I blushed and stood up, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."

"What's the apology for? You're right, I'm wearing an XL size. Tell you what, I will buy all kinds of***********size XL. Today, I'm happy and will help you."

I trust. As I heard Fifth Young Master say this, my eyes sparkled, "Are you serious?"

This young master has money and I'm very short of money. He could buy it and wear it slowly. He did not spend money in vain.

"Currently, am I a very stingy person? Do I still have to cheat you with this little money."

I smiled at the Fifth Young Master. At that moment, I was happy like a child, "Then I'm not hesitating anymore."

I spoke while searching on the shelf quickly, I took out all the clothes in XL size, then stuffed them into a large bag and handed them to Fifth Young Master.

The Fifth Young Master picked up the bag and asked, "What time are you coming home from work?"

"Nine and thirty."

My voice is full of joy.